"You bunch of bastards, you actually left me in Paris."
On the training field at Milanello, Inzaghi complained.
Huang Kaiwen and Ramos both pretended not to hear.
Gattuso curiously asked, "So you were locked up for twenty hours, did you wet your pants?"
"Nonsense, how could the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire wet his pants?"
Inzaghi said with a stiff neck.
"Yeah, yeah, even the Emperor's poop smells good."
Buffon mocked.
Rakitic was sitting on the sideline.
The injury during this period had put a lot of pressure on him.
The professor is known for favoring young players.
He hadn't yet resumed ball training, and could only feel anxious at this time.
The professor waved at Huang Kaiwen.
"Coach, did you call me?"
Huang Kaiwen jogged over and asked.
"Yes."
The professor put his arm around Huang Kaiwen's shoulder and said, "Actually, you don't need to return to training this early, you should go out and relax."
